Whatever happened to that kid?
He was always laughing, always laughing
His upper lip became so stiff
It’s hard, it’s hard
It’s so fucking hard
To do what should come naturally
But you’re not the only one
Who has to deal with this shit
Has to deal with his shit
It’s okay to cry alone
Cause you don’t want them to see you
It’s okay to cry alone
But know it’s okay not to be okay
Whatever happened to that kid?
What will happen to that kid?
We won't know what could have happened
Without your selfish actions
Did you do your best?
Was it worth the sentence that you condemned yourself to?
Why did you do it to yourself?
Is anything worth paying that kind of price for?
Did you do your best?
So tell me, why did it all go up in smoke?
Why did it all go up in smoke?
And now it’s harder to be loved
It’s harder finding loyalty
When you feel all by yourself
And I wish I were an open book
I wish that we could talk
I wish I could have saved you
But I guess I’ll save myself
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